Not long after he learned to ride a horse, his equestrian skills were so bad that he was caught off guard and encountered the horses under him galloping wildly, and it was impossible to jump at a galloping speed, and he was carried by the horses to the mountain bag but there was nothing he could do.

Who was the little soldier who tricked her into coming here? And who shot the horses with a dark arrow? What is the purpose of these people? What's the point of getting closer and closer, and why go to all the trouble to get her there?

Many questions flashed through her worries, and when she looked up in surprise when she heard some loud noise, she suddenly had an answer in her heart.

The direction of the loud noise was a steep mountain wall, and a figure could be faintly seen shaking, and Yan Liwu couldn't see who was standing there and what they were doing, but she quickly deduced that it was the Yuanguo Border Army and Ye Haochuan and others, and they were completing today's important task.

Judging from the direction, it is clear that the hill is one of the targets of the shelling.

The power of the fine iron cast cannon is huge, Ye Lingxi specially warned her not to approach, but now that she is close, she is simply hitting the muzzle of the cannon to send her to death!

She had no time to worry about when the shot aimed at the hill would be fired, and as fast as her speed allowed, she tightened the reins almost as hard as she could to stop the frenzied horses, while pulling out the fire fold from her waist and throwing it at a clump of dead grass not far away.

It only takes a little spark for the dead grass to ignite the plains, and as soon as the fire fold that hides the fire hits the ground, it immediately ignites the dead grass, and in the blink of an eye, wisps of white smoke rise, and the fire spreads rapidly.

Almost at the same moment when the withered grass was burning, Ye Haochuan waved his long arm again in the cheers of the soldiers, and the gunner got the order to ignite the line of fire.

"No, there's a situation over there!"

Ye Lingxi's eyes were sharp, and he first noticed a puff of white smoke rising from the direction of Xiaoshanbao, and pulled out the dagger in his boot to cut the line of fire, but the line of fire outside the barrel had already burned out, and it was too late to stop the cannonball from firing. Saying that it was too late, Ye Lingxi almost subconsciously kicked on the barrel of the cannon, and kicked the muzzle of the cannon away from its original position, and after a loud bang, the cannonball roared towards the north of Xiaoshanbao.

Ye Haochuan gasped: "What's going on?!" Check it out! ”

This kind of thing should have been done by the soldiers, but Ye Ling Xi somehow, a sudden panic was born in his heart, for no reason, but his heart was beating suddenly, as if something bad had happened. Without waiting for Ye Haochuan to assign people to pass, Ye Ling Xi snatched a horse and galloped with the wind, because the hand holding the reins was clenched too tightly, a touch of blood leaked from his palm.

Huge pits appeared in the area where the shells were hit, and the explosion of dirt and grass roots was everywhere, and the sky was covered with gray and dark darkness, and the vision was only a few steps away.

Ye Ling Xi paced the horse around the crater in a panic, his heavy breathing brought a burst of panic, and when his gaze touched the motionless body behind the big pile of dirt, something seemed to crack in his chest.

"Leave the worries...... Worry! Jumping off the horse and rushing to Yan Liwu, who didn't know whether to live or die, Ye Lingxi desperately called her name, and the palm of her hand stroked everywhere, all of them were red, and the red blood was hot.

The shell luckily didn't hit Yan Li, but the impact of the debris caused by the explosion still made Yan Liwu hurt a lot, in addition to the severe bone pain all over his body and almost lost consciousness, the back of his head was also a warm pain. Yan Liwu didn't know if she had any hope of living, she still had a little consciousness after falling from the horse, relying on the only remaining consciousness, Yan Liwu desperately crawled in the direction of the white smoke, until she passed out, and was woken up by someone's heart-rending shout.

"Ling Xi ......" propped up his eyelids and looked at his somewhat blurry face, Yan Liwu used all his strength to clench Ling Xi's palm, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a large mouthful of blood foamed out.

"Don't talk, don't say anything, I'll take you back to the camp!" Ye Ling Xi hurriedly carried Yan Liwu to the horse, tied the two of them tightly together with hemp rope, clamped the horse's belly with his feet, and galloped in the direction of the military camp.

Ling Xi ...... Yes...... Ambush...... Front ......"

The intermittent weak voice of the words and worries reached his ears, and Ye Lingxi's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but be vigilant.

Just when Ye Ling Xi was holding his breath and observing the surrounding situation, a long arrow swooped out of the grass, Ye Ling Xi's ear bones moved, and he didn't turn his head, he raised his hand and slashed at the sound of a sword light, and the sudden long arrow broke from it. Perhaps it was this behavior that angered the sneak attackers hiding in the shadows, and then, the bows and arrows struck one after another, and the strange sounds heard in his ears became more and more, Ye Ling Xi couldn't help but turn around, holding his breath in his chest and almost unable to lift it.

Behind the galloping horses, at least a dozen people were chasing after them!

I didn't see a trace of people just now, where did these people jump from?

The situation was urgent, and there was no time to think about it, and Ye Ling Xi galloped through the field with his words and worries, and tried several times to get rid of the trackers behind him, but failed. Those people chased after them relentlessly, and the most bad thing for Ye Ling Xi was that in addition to the group of "tails" behind them, there was also a group of strangers in front of them to intercept them.

Are these people here to kill words and get rid of worries? Only then did Ye Lingxi realize how important the person who was tied to her was, so important that someone would not hesitate to chase her to the far north to hurt her.

Ye Lingxi is not a reckless woman who can only fight, she understands that the enemy is outnumbered, and it will never work to break through, so she simply turns the horse's head and gallops towards the unmanned side, and still does not forget to carefully observe the surrounding situation while galloping. After pulling the distance a little, Ye Lingxi suddenly pulled the reins into a hollow, cut the rope that bound the two of them with a knife in his hand, and slipped off the horse's back, and fell into the soft grass in the hollow.

"I'm going to lure those people away. Leave the worries, you must hold on, wait for me to come back to you, do you hear? Ye Ling Xi was relieved to look back frequently, until the sound of the pursuer's horses' hooves approached before he gritted his teeth and left ruthlessly.

The softer and lighter sound of horses' hooves knocked on Yan Li's eardrums, and her drowsy mind sometimes echoed with a loud cannon bang, and sometimes echoed Ye Lingxi's words like a void, but she couldn't tell which ones were real and which were hallucinations, and she couldn't even be sure if she had really escaped from death.

I don't know how long it has been, but Yan Liwu slowly opened his eyes, his body was still in severe pain, but his brain was much clearer.

It was almost evening, and the red clouds were like flames, hanging dazzling in the sky. Struggling to crawl out of the hollow, Yan Liwu hid in the grass and shivered, the cold from excessive blood loss made her face like a blank sheet of paper, and her whole body was weak.

Ye Ling Xi hasn't come back yet, is something wrong? Yan Liwu tried to recall everything that happened before, but the severe headache kept interfering with her, and she looked down briefly, in addition to the large and small wounds on her body that were impacted by earth and stones, there were also many minor bone injuries, the most serious was a bump on the back of the head, but the bleeding had stopped naturally, probably the problem was not serious, as for whether there were internal injuries for the time being, it was unknown.

Is this the right way to go back to the barracks? I don't know if there will be another attack on the road.

Although she was a little worried about returning to the border army camp, Yan Liwu still didn't want to stay here - she was very worried about Ye Lingxi, such a person who values love and righteousness would not leave her alone, since she didn't come back, then it was very likely that she was in danger.

There was a slight sound of running water in my ears, and I groped for a while, and found that there was a river not far from the hollow, and the river surface was also wide, but it was not easy to be found because the wind and waves were calm. Picked up a handful of river water to wash away the blood stains on his face, and when he let go, Yan Liwu suddenly saw an extra figure in the reflection of the water surface, and the corner of his eyes swept by, the cold sword cold light, and the blood-colored dripping blade.

Yan Liwu did not immediately dodge, but quietly pretended not to notice, and picked up the river water and approached his cheek.

Xu wanted to keep a living, but the person standing behind Yan Liwu did not take the opportunity to do it, but it was this moment that gave Yan Liwu a chance, his palm was suddenly raised, and a handful of river water was splashed on the person behind him. Yan Liwu kept moving, quickly pulled out the Huangcheng sword and turned around, stabbed at the man horizontally, but before he could get closer, the man grabbed his wrist.

"Looking for death?" Indifferent whispers with a little impatience.

Yan Li froze in worry, and his eyes reflected a figure that was neither familiar nor unfamiliar.

"Wen ...... ...... ink? ”

I always felt an ambiguous feeling when the name was read separately, Wen Moqing frowned slightly, let go of Yan Li's wrist and took a half step back: "I finally found you, fortunately, I have it to guide you." ”

How could Wen Moqing be here? Confused, his gaze moved along Wen Moqing's arm to his palm, and his breath stagnated suddenly, and his pupils constricted.

In Wen Moqing's wide palm, a blood-stained scarf lay quietly, the originally calm and dignified red was soaked in the tragic bloodstain, and the original color could no longer be seen. That scarf is no stranger to worry, Ye Lingxi, who never paints grease and powder, wears gold and silver, only loves the scarf given by his brother, or tied around his neck, or tucked in his waist, and never leaves his body.

Questions, clues, and headaches have come together, and what thoughts are shuttling in the minds that are about to explode, seem to be clear, but they can't figure out the reason.

Wen Moqing shouldn't be here, but he just appeared in front of him, holding the token of Ye Lingxi who went to ask for help; And look at the blood dripping from the long sword in his hand, it should have just cut off someone's life, and I heard him say "I finally found you", so the memory that was gradually forgotten at the beginning of that night came back again, and the words and worries were completely annihilated with terror.

He is Wen Moqing, the son of Princess Dingyuan, the man who coldly said that he would kill her countless times that night, and now, is he finally going to take her life again? And Ye Ling Xi, what about Ye Ling Xi? What about the sister she had just sworn and sworn never to forsake her?

On the scarf, but the sad blood of Ye Lingxi?

A terrible scream soared into the sky, and the sword light swept quickly, and Wen Moqing retreated in astonishment.

At the moment when Wen Moqing dodged the sudden attack of Huang Chengjian, Yan Liwu leaned back without hesitation, and with a plop, countless pale water splashes on the calm river, and when the splash and the sound of the lala dissipated, there was no trace of Yan Liwu.